1547

"Henry" Charles stared at his old friend, a frown on his face. Henry could barely see the room was so dark, and he couldn't understand why Charles was there. "Am I dead?"

"Yes and now you can begin to fix all the destruction you caused." Charles was not happy with Henry, only in death did Charles learn of he evils his friend truly wrought.

"I do not understand, why is Jane not here to greet me. My true and loving wife." From the corner of the room Henry heard laughing, it was definitely a female's laugh.

"Henry, mi amor, you have much to learn about what it means to be a true wife. It seems you only discard those who are faithful to you, clinging to those who poison your mind against wife and daughter." Katherine was dressed in a beautiful pink gown, precious jewels cascaded around her neck.

"You were never my wife, Katherine." Charles sighed, Henry was so stubborn even in death.

"Enough," Charles yelled. "We are here because of your actions Henry, it matters not if you still cling to your misguided notion that Katherine was never your wife." Charles then pulled Henry by the arm to a window overlooking a serene pond with two swans swimming next to each other.

"Anne." Henry whispered, no matter what he had done to her or claimed to feel he still loved her.

"She still waits for your Henry, thinking you will one day save her from her loneliness." Katherine added. "Poor Anne, her life destroyed by so many people's ambitious dreams."

"She looks so sad" Henry lamented.

"Henry she was innocent and you murdered her." Charles cut to the chase, before Henry could protest Henry was shown the past Anne's commitment to her family, her husband, and how all the evidence against her was false. As the window into Heaven faded, a new one opened to reveal Jane crying staring out onto the scaffold below.

"Jane" Henry called out to her.

"Your innocent Queen, the mother of the bastard King." Katherine grinned as she saw Henry's reaction to her words. "You murdered Anne on false charges only to marry a true whore."

"Thomas, I love you" Jane spoke softly as she looked down to see Cromwell being led to the scaffold. Tears in her eyes forming as the axe swung down removing his head. This scene played out over and over again, Henry fixated on the words Jane spoke.

"You believed all those lies about Anne that Jane spoke, ones she and her lover created knowing you would make her suffer. She lost your son all because you loved others, the stress was too much for her. I let my hatred of Anne cloud my judgement and they used my love of your majesty to destroy an innocent woman."

"No, Jane was pure, she was my true wife." Katherine shook her head seeing Henry refuse to acknowledge the truth. Anne was always faithful, and the woman he saw as so sweet and virtuous was a manipulative whore.

"She was Cromwell's whore, she longed to give herself fully to him but they had to wait until Anne was dead and she planted in your bed. You accused Katherine and Anne of their lack of virginity, they knew you would make sure Jane was never touched by another man. Edward is not your son Henry." Henry broke down as he saw Jane pulling Thomas into her bed, him kissing down her body as she begged him to make love to her. Jane, his sweet Jane, was nothing but a whore. He had killed an innocent woman for this viper, his Anne died thinking he hated her because he allowed his need for a son blind him from the truth.

"Anne." He began crying her name over and over again.

"Hello Henry" Kitty Howard skipped into the room. "Did Charles and Katherine break their toy?" she giggled. Looking over seeing Jane's torment she grinned. "I see you learned about your little whore, the one you chose over my cousin. My innocent cousin."

"Kitty, enough." Katherine chided.

"Oh you are no fun. But I will do my duty as given to me. Henry you are given the chance to change your life, to prevent the deaths of so many innocents do your inability to think past your penis." Henry looked up as Charles began to explain the rules of this wish.

"Katherine, I am sorry for the pain I caused you." Henry looked up at her, she could see he was being genuine. "Please forgive me, I love Anne but I still cared for your all those years ago. I desired a son and it drove me to madness." The room went dark, leaving Henry alone once more as he began to think of how to change his life.

1524

Henry looked up as Lady Anne Boleyn walked through the gardens, she was beautiful and smart. But he had learned she was never going to be a mistress, she had more pride than that but he had chosen to spend as much time with her as he could.

"Lady Anne, will you walk with me." He asked. "Charles, please join us." Charles had been confused with the request, as he was sure Henry was trying to court the young lady but he began to see over the next months Henry never would be alone with Anne. He had chosen to show the court that Anne was nothing but a friend, he had even taken Lady Cecily Bryan as his mistress. Cecily was his mistress when Henry approached Katherine about his concerns over the legitimacy of their marriage and his need for a son. Katherine still did not react postively to Henry's desire to be rid of her but he approached her with kindness almost pleading with her. He promised Katherine that if she would give him the chance to remarry, Mary would remain his heir until a son was born. His Princess of Wales, his pearl. Katherine finally conceded and freely left their marriage to join a religious house, she saw Mary as often as she wanted as Henry had encouraged this strengthening of their bond. Henry began courting Anne openly in 1525, they were wed six months later. Their son Prince Charles was born in 1526 followed by Princess Eleanor in 1527. Five more children were added to the royal family, Henry, Arthur, Elizabeth, Anne and Katherine. After Prince Charles' birth, Katherine left the priory she had called home and moved into Richmond Palace with the Princess Mary. Katherine and Anne even became close friends over then years. When Henry died in 1557 he was buried in Westminster Abbey, Anne died later in 1574 and was buried next to her husband. Katherine lived until 1559 and per Anne's command she was buried with honors of the Queen at Richmond Palace. Queen Mary of Spain was the chief mourner of her mother and later Anne after her death. Henry learned that kindness and understanding were much better weapons than what he had used before, something he discovered after his first death. I never knew you truly loved her, Katherine's words pierced his heart.